Warrior's Pain (Cadi Warriors Book 4)(63)

Riley stared wide-eyed at Cyprian. She knew she’d gone too far, by the set of his jaw. He stood frighteningly still, considering her with a narrowed gaze. Not for the first time, Riley seriously considered bolting.

Cyprian must have noticed her eyes drift toward the door, because suddenly he struck, wrapping his long fingers around Riley’s ankle. He pulled her down to the foot of the bed, and flipped her onto her stomach. Riley drew in a sharp breath when he pulled her hips up, so her bare ass was prone.

“I’m calling your bluff,” his hot breath ghosted over her behind and exposed labia.

Riley drew in another ragged breath, when Cyprian’s tongue laved her folds. She got wetter as he pressed his tongue into her vagina. Cyprian’s tongue worked up the length of her sensitive cleft to tease the tight ring of her ass. Her eyes flew wide in surprise.

“What are you doing?” Riley gasped as she bucked forward.

Cyprian didn’t respond. He gripped her hips in his giant palms, his thumbs splaying her cheeks, as he did the most salacious things with his tongue. It was disturbing and wrong in so many ways. And yet Riley burned hotter, as Cyprian worked his dark magic.

His fingers delved into her weeping pussy and began stroking, while his tongue breached her. Cyprian was voracious in the way he consumed her. Riley bit her lip to repress a moan, as the taboo act sent a spike of unbidden pleasure lancing through her.

“Unbelievable,” Cyprian husked as pulled back. “You are so wet, its spilling down your thighs,” he commented as he pulled his fingers from her vagina and gently traced her slick folds.

Cyprian collected the moisture spilling from her pussy, and spread it around her puckered rosette. Riley groaned when he worked his index finger into her ass. Her breath came out faster when a second, thick finger joined the first. Riley reached down and started rubbing her clit frantically.

“No,” Cyprian growled as he shoved her hand away. “You will find relief when I permit it. And that won’t happen till you tell me what I want to know.”

Riley frowned in frustration. Her disappointment turned to shock and reticence, when Cyprian swiftly shifted, to curl over her back. Before she could object, the head of his cock began pressing insistently at her anus.

Oh, Jesus, Riley panicked.

Riley’s hands flew back and gripped Cyprian’s hips. Her nails dug in as she attempted to slow his steady assault on her protesting ass, but he refused to relent. She squeezed her eyes shut and bit down on the pillow, as the stretching burn built.

Cyprian shoved Riley’s hips into the mattress, his massive body pinning her beneath him. There was nowhere to go as he forced the engorged head of his cock against her straining ring of muscles. Riley choked when Cyprian’s thick crown popped past her sphincter. Her hands clamored to reach her clit.

“No,” he rumbled into her ear.

Again, the wicked man denied her the much needed relief. He grabbed her wrists in one hand, extended them above her head, and held them there. Riley had to release the bite she had on the pillow to catch her breath. Her heart beat staccato as Cyprian incrementally impaled her ass with his overly large tool.

He’s splitting me in two.

“What are you keeping from me?” he demanded.

Riley shook her head in denial. Her hair stuck to the sweat beading on her skin. She couldn’t tell Cyprian what he wanted to know.

Cyprian’s slow possession was agonizing and darkly erotic at the same time. Each knot on his erection struck a nerve, as he worked deeper into her body. The way Cyprian’s iron hard body pressed against her, added to the sensual torment. His huffing breath mixed with low snarls, as he strained at her back.

Riley’s pussy spasmed, sending a responding tremor through her anus. Cyprian bucked as she clamped down on him. Riley cried out when his cock burrowed deeper, pushing her limits. She could feel him everywhere.

“Object all you want, but you are mine. Your pleasure, your pain, and everything in between are mine, Little Manx.” His voice was so deep as he growled in her ear, that it didn’t even sound like him.

Riley shook her head in denial. He might own her body, but it would take more to own the rest. At least that’s what she told herself. Riley couldn’t trust the part of herself that reached out to Cyprian. She’d been hurt one too many times by people she cared for, and those scars ran deep.

“Tell me who your male is, Riley.”

Cyprian’s hand wedged beneath her, to find her swollen clit. He lightly tugged on the piercing. It was too much. Riley gasped, as her clit throbbed in response. Cyprian used the distraction to shove deeper into her ass, making Riley keen.

“Tell me,” he snarled.